Time After Tyler: Time Travel for Real
After stepping through the portal that the Toms had made, Tyler found himself right behind an extremely busy Zodon. Feeling the familiar sensation of doom as he snuck up on the crabby super-genius, he composed a mental goodbye letter.
My name is Tyler, and I attend PS238, the first public school for superpowered children. I don't have any powers, but that didn't stop my folks from sending me here. They're superheroes, and I guess that means they're used to getting their way.
I get to take some classes in the normal public school three miles above PS238, and I always figured I was safer up there. Well today, I fell out of the library during study hall, and landed someplace called "The Castle Beyond Time and Space."
Tom Davidson was there, he can travel through time. He's sent me on a mission to mess up Zodon's time machine, while he'll build sometime in my future.
Ahead of him Zodon quietly muttered through a checklist of protocols. "Activating interlock... Dynotherms connected... Infracells up..."
Just thinking about all this makes my head hurt. Anyhow, all I'm supposed to do is put a little metal thingie on the back of Zodon's chair before he travels through time. So here goes... Tyler thought as he reached forwards, eyes focused on the back of Zodon's chair.
Light started swirling around the chair as he heard Zodon speak, and he could hear the maniacal grin in the super-genius' voice...
"Destination is set. And... HERE WE GO!"
The world blurred around him once again, as the evil technical genius made his first portal into the past. Tyler found himself in the middle of a construction area, with the yet-unbuilt Excelsior school to his side, and the back of Zodon's chair, gizmo attached in front of him.
Oh boy... This most definitely fell into the category of 'Not Good' and set the tone for the rest of the little experience.
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"--Or Anything." Zodon muttered angrily at his equipment, as Tyler hopped off the back of his chair. Once you froze the supergenius in time and highjacked his travelling rig, getting back was easy. "Hey! Looks like this FLUFFY piece of SEESAW finally stabilized! I'm only about a year away from where I started.. But I've drifted across the schoolyard a bit.
"Let's see, setting four-dee coordinates..." Zodon went back to trying his amchine just as Tyler reattached the gizmo. "Wait. 'Power instability detected in..' Aw, EARWA--"
The genius' rant cut short by the sudden portal, Tyler worked his way on sneaking back into the school library from the outside, cradling the Stopwatch Gun he had picked up. It was handy, but it could be a real pain in the butt if it got into the wrong hands.
After sneaking through the hallways, and in through the secret passage into the library, Tyler peered around a divider wall to see is he was in the clear. He started tiptoeing back to the table where this had all started. So far so go--
"TYLER!"
He froze in his tracks realizing he had forgotten about the danger of Mrs. Metcalfe's wrath.
"What are you doing out of your seat?" She marched up to him, and made sure he was headed back to his table. The aggravated librarian put her hands on her hips, glaring at the mess he had left behind at the start of all of this. "Tyler Marlocke. This is completely unacceptable. I can't have students disappear and leave messes like this.
"And sneaking out of study hall without a pass. That's a revocation of bathroom privileges for a week. I hope you have a sturdy set of..." The elderly harpy of a librarian trailed off as he tried to hide the gun from her. "What are you hiding from me? Turn around..."
Mrs. Metcalfe snatched the gun away from Tyler and examined it, though not closely or thoroughly. "Tsk! Bringing toy guns to school! That's detention, young man! If you're very lucky, I'll return it to you before you go home. Bring it again and it vanishes forever, are we clear?"
"Yes, Mrs. Metcalfe..." Oh great... Just what he needed. He watched her walk away back to her desk and sighed, it was all over no--. Oh no. "Wait, Mrs. Metcalfe, don't point it at yoursel--"
-BZORT!-
Tyler facepalmed and groaned inwardly as he walked up to the crotchy frozen Mrs. Metcalfe. He was going to get in more trouble for this..
-BZOWNT!-
"Tyler! Let go of the toy this instant! I said you could have it back after school!"
"I know but--"
"But you can't go without two days in detention?"
"No ma'am."
"Then sit down!"
"Yes, ma'am." Resigned, Tyler tidied up his seat and table before sitting back down again. He asked himself what else could go wrong today when a hand clapped down suddenly on his shoulder.
"Glad you made it back." Tom. Ofcourse it would be Tom.
"YIPE!!" He yelped out of sheer worn nerves and reflex.
"Tyler? This is a library you know!" Came the voice of Mrs. Metcalfe again.
"Yes ma'am. Sorry."
"So how was your trip?" Tom asked, now wearing a vest like his future counterpart, as he sat down.
"Oh great.." Tyler said, laying in as heavily as a ten-yearold could with sarcasm. "I got lost in your castle floating in space, got to see nightmares about possible versions of me, bounced around with a guy who thinks he's two people, hitched a ride back on Zodon and almost got Mrs. Metcalfe frozen in time."
"Sounds like you did about a hundred and fifty comic books worth of work. What do you think?" Tom brought up a large, long box filled with comic books.
For a moment Tyler stared at it wondering and thinking, then looked up and grinned, bargaining. "I got detention for sneaking back into the library."
"Okay, one seventy-five."
"And I got exposed to the fourth dimension. That can't be healthy." He was going to milk this for all it was worth.
"Fine, two hundred and I'll throw in some 'giant-sized' books from the seventies."
"Deal."
My name is Tyler, and I attend PS238, the first public school for superpowered children. I don't have any powers, but that didn't stop my folks from sending me here. They're superheroes, and I guess that means they're used to getting their way.
I get to take some classes in the normal public school three miles above PS238, and I always figured I was safer up there. Well today, I fell out of the library during study hall, and landed someplace called "The Castle Beyond Time and Space."
Tom Davidson was there, he can travel through time. He's sent me on a mission to mess up Zodon's time machine, while he'll build sometime in my future.
Ahead of him Zodon quietly muttered through a checklist of protocols. "Activating interlock... Dynotherms connected... Infracells up..."
Just thinking about all this makes my head hurt. Anyhow, all I'm supposed to do is put a little metal thingie on the back of Zodon's chair before he travels through time. So here goes... Tyler thought as he reached forwards, eyes focused on the back of Zodon's chair.
Light started swirling around the chair as he heard Zodon speak, and he could hear the maniacal grin in the super-genius' voice...
"Destination is set. And... HERE WE GO!"
The world blurred around him once again, as the evil technical genius made his first portal into the past. Tyler found himself in the middle of a construction area, with the yet-unbuilt Excelsior school to his side, and the back of Zodon's chair, gizmo attached in front of him.
Oh boy... This most definitely fell into the category of 'Not Good' and set the tone for the rest of the little experience.
--------------------
"--Or Anything." Zodon muttered angrily at his equipment, as Tyler hopped off the back of his chair. Once you froze the supergenius in time and highjacked his travelling rig, getting back was easy. "Hey! Looks like this FLUFFY piece of SEESAW finally stabilized! I'm only about a year away from where I started.. But I've drifted across the schoolyard a bit.
"Let's see, setting four-dee coordinates..." Zodon went back to trying his amchine just as Tyler reattached the gizmo. "Wait. 'Power instability detected in..' Aw, EARWA--"
The genius' rant cut short by the sudden portal, Tyler worked his way on sneaking back into the school library from the outside, cradling the Stopwatch Gun he had picked up. It was handy, but it could be a real pain in the butt if it got into the wrong hands.
After sneaking through the hallways, and in through the secret passage into the library, Tyler peered around a divider wall to see is he was in the clear. He started tiptoeing back to the table where this had all started. So far so go--
"TYLER!"
He froze in his tracks realizing he had forgotten about the danger of Mrs. Metcalfe's wrath.
"What are you doing out of your seat?" She marched up to him, and made sure he was headed back to his table. The aggravated librarian put her hands on her hips, glaring at the mess he had left behind at the start of all of this. "Tyler Marlocke. This is completely unacceptable. I can't have students disappear and leave messes like this.
"And sneaking out of study hall without a pass. That's a revocation of bathroom privileges for a week. I hope you have a sturdy set of..." The elderly harpy of a librarian trailed off as he tried to hide the gun from her. "What are you hiding from me? Turn around..."
Mrs. Metcalfe snatched the gun away from Tyler and examined it, though not closely or thoroughly. "Tsk! Bringing toy guns to school! That's detention, young man! If you're very lucky, I'll return it to you before you go home. Bring it again and it vanishes forever, are we clear?"
"Yes, Mrs. Metcalfe..." Oh great... Just what he needed. He watched her walk away back to her desk and sighed, it was all over no--. Oh no. "Wait, Mrs. Metcalfe, don't point it at yoursel--"
-BZORT!-
Tyler facepalmed and groaned inwardly as he walked up to the crotchy frozen Mrs. Metcalfe. He was going to get in more trouble for this..
-BZOWNT!-
"Tyler! Let go of the toy this instant! I said you could have it back after school!"
"I know but--"
"But you can't go without two days in detention?"
"No ma'am."
"Then sit down!"
"Yes, ma'am." Resigned, Tyler tidied up his seat and table before sitting back down again. He asked himself what else could go wrong today when a hand clapped down suddenly on his shoulder.
"Glad you made it back." Tom. Ofcourse it would be Tom.
"YIPE!!" He yelped out of sheer worn nerves and reflex.
"Tyler? This is a library you know!" Came the voice of Mrs. Metcalfe again.
"Yes ma'am. Sorry."
"So how was your trip?" Tom asked, now wearing a vest like his future counterpart, as he sat down.
"Oh great.." Tyler said, laying in as heavily as a ten-yearold could with sarcasm. "I got lost in your castle floating in space, got to see nightmares about possible versions of me, bounced around with a guy who thinks he's two people, hitched a ride back on Zodon and almost got Mrs. Metcalfe frozen in time."
"Sounds like you did about a hundred and fifty comic books worth of work. What do you think?" Tom brought up a large, long box filled with comic books.
For a moment Tyler stared at it wondering and thinking, then looked up and grinned, bargaining. "I got detention for sneaking back into the library."
"Okay, one seventy-five."
"And I got exposed to the fourth dimension. That can't be healthy." He was going to milk this for all it was worth.
"Fine, two hundred and I'll throw in some 'giant-sized' books from the seventies."
"Deal."